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The Fountains! Naila Hina
The Fountains! Naila Hina
In my heart float the fountains of some thoughts
My dreams are disturbed by some Golden fountains!
Ever preserve in the dream a blond image says:
There are addictive wines of Beauty here in these fountains !
How much of the grief that storms my heart, with tears.
Even the passing days have become the fountains!
A garden is a pleasure, and a rooster is singing happily
What a shame it is to be back again painful fountains!
Desperate in poetry we forgot our thirst n hunger
But could not forget the Gulzar’s fountains!
The town has been rewarded with a sudden downpour
Why such stone hearted are these lawa fountains!
They let our thirst quenched expanding to touch
The Lime sky is just as desperate for fountains!
When the proximity of tortillas to wine is hot!
The colors are in them, the colors match these fountains
Whenever the blood sheds from the evening sky
Orange becomes the color of the fountains!
